Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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He stops, looking at me curiously. “What is it, Fay?”

But I lose courage, folding my arms awkwardly over my chest. “Nothing,” I murmur. “Actually, I’m not feeling well. I think I’m just gonna…”

Daniel takes a slow step away from me, putting his hands in his pockets. “Of course, Fay,” he murmurs, his voice worried. “Whatever you need.”

I give him a little half smile and then head to the fridge, taking out a bottle of wine and grabbing a glass from the counter. I don’t look at him again as I scurry out the door, though I can feel his eyes on

1. me.

“Coward,” I hiss, cursing myself as I hurry up the stairs. Damn it, at the first trial of this new, powerful me I totally collapsed. I dart into my room, pressing the door closed and taking a deep breath, closing my eyes as I steel myself.

I know that I owe Daniel more than that. But damn it, Janeen and I didn’t plan what I was going to say to him, and he caught me by surprise. But I could do it – I figure out the best way to break it to him that I was leaving him for his dad –

“Oh my god,” I mutter, flying open. God damn it, but this was so

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ridiculous.

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I move across the room then, opening the bottle of wine and

pouring myself a big glass. This was Janeen’s advice too – a drink for courage, but not so much that I get sloppy. There was, apparently, a fine balance. But I drink the glass of wine quickly, my hands shaking a little as I glance towards the door.

don’t know if I’m going to be able to find that

a new phone out of my back pocket – one that Janeen gave me this

to text her married clients from the club who want

different now. I’m not his son’s fiancé who needs protection anymore. I work for him now – not just as his girlfriend, but as his spy. And as such,

now, hoping she can give me a little courage. My stomach is all tied in

went just as we want it to! Now, just sitting in my room waiting for him

later, her

got this, little sis! Remember –

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pressure you into moving faster

1. him wait.

That’s right. It’s about me now.

stop getting nauseous when I think that word –

he does not have any right to make me feel –

eyes going wide. Oh my god. Was that him? Does he want

my wine glass down and slowly walk to the door.

I want to. But

see

I quickly

to my bed, quickly untying the ribbon and pulling the top off the

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blood turns to ice as I run my fingers over it, realizing what it means. As I lift it

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kind of lingerie it is, a little